Alice, Your Rabbit Hole's Got Nothing On This!

I had some of the strangest dreams ever last night.

In the first dream, Jay and I were hard at work. Our computers were side by side, Jay on my left, on a long table. We were seated on the top of a grassy knoll in a beautiful meadow. Kelly, our manager, our manager, was standing behind us, watching us work. "Good job guys!" she said cheerfully. Then she began grooming us, the way apes groom one another, picking through our hair. We didn't seem to think anything was wrong with it.

Then we discovered that she had been plotting with the other managers. I'm not sure what the plot was, but we all got really mad at her, and excused her of betrayal. We stormed down the hill to meet some of the other staff, and she was chasing after us yelling "It's not what you think!"

In the second dream, I was being chased through the streets of Saint John by the weasals in 'Who Framed Roger Rabbit'. I was on a luge, and they were following after me. I zoomed over the hill by CBC on Main Street, and they were close behind me, but in front of MacDonald's, I slowed down, and ended up going backwards. I cut on to Metcalf street, pulled a tight right at the bus stop, and entered the restaurant square, were Lansdowne Place actually is. I was heading for a restaurant called "Weasal Heaven", where I knew that the weasals would be too afraid to go. This restaurant served weasals, you see. So I was in the huge line at Weasal Heaven, trying to get further inside so that the weasals wouldn't be able to grab me.

The next thing I know, I'm in a side room where a girl had been decapitated. But she wasn't dead! In fact, she was crying that people wouldn't find her attractive anymore. Her friends, determined to help, banished everyone from the room. I went back to my place in line, and a after a few minutes, they appeared, the decapitated girl in tow. They'd tied her head in place with a handkerchief, and did her makeup. Except for an unusual pallor, she looked normal. Brian Barnett appeared as a drunk jock, declaring his love for the girl. Embarrassed, she turned away too fast and her head fell off. To prove that he didn't care, Brian pulled one of Cupid's arrows out of his pocket and screamed "I've been pierced by love for you!" before plunging the arrow through his neck. It didn't kill him though...

Crying with joy, the girl declared that she loved Brian as well. He picked up her head, and did a joyful muppet run out of the restaurant with her.

posted by Lisa at 9:17 AM |